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    Can’t Help Falling In Love – Chapter Five

    “What I didn’t like? Do you… do you really want to hear it?” Bette asked.

    “I can’t be hurt more than I already am, so, yes tell me.”

    “I didn’t like the sex, I didn’t like to kiss you or touch you. Just the physic side of our relationship isn’t what I want.” Bette said in total honesty. Diego looked hurt.

    “Wasn’t I gentle enough? Was I to rough? Was I to soft?” He asked.

    “No, no, Diego, you don’t get it. You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s me. I need someone else.” Bette said.

    “And you think you need a woman? You are just dismissing my whole gender?” He asked. Bette took a few deep breaths.

    “I have never said I am a lesbian! I have never said I won’t be with a man again! All I’ve said is that right now, I have feelings for a woman. That I’m not straight. That’s all!” Bette yelled.

    “Now you are the one who needs to calm down.” Diego said. Bette took a deep breath and let her hair slip through her fingers. “What now?” Diego asked once he saw Bette had calmed down.

    “I think I’m going to pack some clothes, go to Kit and sleep. In the morning, maybe you can come over to Kit’s when my sister is working in The Planet so we can tell the kids. How does that sound?”

    “Sad.” Was Diego’s answer.

    Bette smiled a sad smile. “I know, Diego, I know.”

    “Go pack.” He said. Bette walked past him and went up the stairs. She threw some clothes in a suitcase and in 15 minutes, she stood back downstairs. Diego stood up and walked over to her. “Never forget I love you, okay?” He asked with a small voice, he had been crying.

    “No, I won’t… I love you to, you know. Friend love.” She said. Diego looked up and smiled a small, sad smile.

    “Can I get one hug before you go?” He asked. Bette pulled him in for a hug and squeezed him tight. Diego began sobbing and Bette kept holding him. Tears were also rolling over her cheeks; for a lost marriage, hurting Diego and fear. Fear of what will happen now. When Diego finally stopped crying Bette let go of him. They took a long look at each other and then Bette opened the door, stepped out and walked to her car. Her heart heavy with sadness but also a sparkle of hope. Hope for happiness. True happiness.

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